Disappointed of Littlehampton

 

This morning’s news was such a disappointment to Steve and I and all the other people who had voted to remain in the EU. A nation completely split. I am almost speechless. The two of us have had visions of how awful it used to be on our business travels to France and Germany, how many hours and sometimes days, we have spend waiting for our papers to be stamped and cleared, whilst we were held like cattle in an enclosure with hundreds of other trucks. Facilities were unbearable and we were truly treated like animals. The customs enclosure in Paris did not even have a toilet. There was a bar at the entrance with sawdust on the floor and a single standy-uppy-hole-in- the-ground-toilet. It was barbaric. 

Hopefully some things will have changed for the better but I for one could not face being treated like that, being expected to stand in a huge queue in a smoke filled corridor held at the whim of officers, who would close the customs window take a two hour lunch break. 

It is possible that we could be forced to downsize our business. We have rented two side by side warehouses for a good number of years to conduct our business from but we may have to take a few days to see how this is going to affect us. 

One obvious way that our business will suffer is that as long as I have been married to Steve we have made regular journeys to France to buy furniture for our antiques showroom. All of these goods will be far too expensive after the sinking of the value of the pound, which has to happen. It is a bleak outlook for us and one that will put the light at the end of tunnel at an unreachable distance. 

Of course this ‘NO’ vote is all about fear. Mainly fear about immigration brought about by scare mongering idiots. I am disappointed in the result and in roughly half the nation who were worried into this by some very unpleasant big mouthed people. 

We are on holiday in Austria right now, having sent our postal votes in before we left the UK and the people we know here, cannot believe we have brought this disaster down upon ourselves.  

Fingers, legs and eyes crossed that we do not allow a spiteful buffoon like Nigel Farage, to take up residence in Number 10. Heaven forbid. That could only be made worse by Donald Trump and his family moving into the White House. Get those two throwing abuse at each other and as we used to see as the ominous warning on sandwich boards in our own dark ages; ‘The end of the world is nigh.’